A NIGHT WITH HIM

ASHLEY'S POV

It was already nightfall, master had forbade me from getting up the bed unnecessarily. He sent different servants and maid to check on me every now and then. I finally accepted my bed ridden fate and got out my sketchbook to draw. It was something I did in my free time. I had been drawing throughout the day.

I was trying to lay details to the image I had drawn when master walked into the room. I just innocently watched him walk into the room elegantly. As usual he turned his head to my direction and I immediately shifted my gaze back to the sketchbook.

He just asked me the same question he has always asked.

"How are you feeling?"

"Better" I replied as usual.

I was relieved when he walked into the changing room and shut the sliding frosted glass door. The atmosphere was now less suffocating so I turned back to my drawing.

In less than few minutes he walked out of the changing room in a night wear; black silk loose pants and a black silk robe worn and knotted just exposing a little part of his chest. He was also holding a black cloth of the same fabric; silk. He walked over to me and handed the cloth.

I was confused so I just silently looked at him with an expression clear enough to tell him I didn't understand what it was for.

"It's your night wear, go over to the changing room" he answered my unspoken questions.

Too scared to examine the cloth right at his front, I just nodded and got up from the bed. I felt weird vibes as I made my way to the changing room, it gave me this weird feeling of being watched.

Once I was behind the close doors of the opaque frosted glass, my nerves slowly calmed down. Knowing he wasn't going to see anything but a shade of my shadow from there, I looked at the outfit.

I held up the first one to see a loose pant, just exactly like master's but my size. The next one I saw made my heart skip two beats, a skimpy camisole but I was relieved to see a robe which was long enough to cover it all.

I put on my night wear definitely not forgetting the robe. It seemed like the theme of tonight was black and I think I liked it. I finally walked out of the changing room to see master laying on the bed ready to sleep.

I just watched in confusion as I was unsure of where master wanted me to sleep.

"Where would you sleep?" he asked.

I was surprised that he asked me that question.

"Umm…wherever you want me to" I said sheepishly.

"No where would you want to sleep?" he asked.

I wondered if he was asking for my opinion. I felt welcomed knowing that my choices matter. I looked at the two available spaces, the bed and the sofa. I surely wanted the sofa as I didn't want to spend a whole night with the one I feared.

"Um...Th-the sofa" I said hesitantly.

"Okay" Master said caring less.

"Did he just say okay?" I thought.

I looked at him for a moment to see if he had anything in mind but surprisingly he just turned to the other side.

When I was comfortable I walked to the sofa and took the blanket that was already laid there for me. Once I laid on it, I felt super uncomfortable. Surely, after laying on a very comfortable and cozy bed for three days a couch would be less comfortable. I took me sometime before I finally slept off.

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Surprisingly, I woke up the next morning on master's bed in a very weird position; my face was buried in his chest and I was clutching on the loose part of his robe while his arms were loosely wrapped round my waist.

My heart beat increased and I felt like I was suffocating. I didn't know how I got into his bed. Just then I remembered.

Last night when I got up to eases myself at the bathroom, I was so sleepy and I told myself I was just going to sneak into his bed for some seconds and return to the sofa.

I guessed the comfort of the bed made me fall asleep. If my subconscious mind was a person, I was very sure I would have slapped her hard.

I stealthily took of his arms from my body then I made attempts to slowly sneak out of the bed while staring at his face to see if he was about waking up.

I turned my gaze off him and made for the floor. I was almost off and I turned to take a last look at his face.

His silver eyes were staring deep in my soul. I was definitely caught off guard. I gave a very awkward smile.

"Good morning" I said trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Good morning" he said with a mischievous smile.

There was silence as I just smiled at him weirdly and he exchanged it with a smile that meant "So….."

"You should have said you wanted to sleep on the bed" he said.

I gave an embarrassed look which made him burst out in laughter. His outburst shocked me as I had never heard master laugh before and he never seemed like someone that could.

I was still very embarrassed so I immediately left the bed and sat on the sofa. I sat there turning my head down to let the strands of my hair fall forward to hide my overly embarrassed face.

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Master walked into the bathroom while I sat on the sofa with my sketchbook and a pencil as usual. Though I wanted no one else to know, I couldn't get master's laugh out of my head so I decided to transfer that beautiful image in my sketchbook.

I was sketching as usual when master walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped round his waist and water dripping down his chest. His jet black hair had sprinkles of water in it which added to his appearance. He was just so hottttt.

I tried to avoid eye contact as I didn't want him to catch me having a peek. I just focused my gaze to my sketchbook to avoid him noticing that I felt uncomfortable and charmed by his figure.

I turned for one more look at the perfect body figure when unfortunately for me he caught me staring. I had been staring for a long time without noticing until his eyes brought me back.

I immediately turned my gazed back to my sketch book in a way that made me look busy. Even with my pretense, I was very sure I was caught red-handed.

Suddenly, he burst into another round of laughter which made me want to just sink into the sofa. His laugh got to me and I couldn't help but run out of the room in shame.